i didn't know the name of thenurse who plunged her fingers in,her pointer and her middle,curled upward to feel the breathof my cervix, it's nervous habit ofsweating upon exposure bringingsweat to my flesh as well, and i meant to askbefore she guided the speculum down,down into my swollen bashful self,but before my mouth could open i felt thecold fingers of my hasty loverclash against the warmth i harbored deepinside, and i bit my tongueas he withdrew himself, and thenurse told me i lookedfine.

but my gynocologist is a wonderful lady.

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